Chapter 58: I Prefer the Silly Butler

Chapter 58: I Prefer the Silly Butler

Jing Yi was pulled back into the office, and after the door was closed, he obediently stood by the door.

Li Wenzhao turned around.

Jing Yi pursed his lips: OuO

Li Wenzhao: "..." Suddenly forgot what he was going to say.

Jing Yi waited for a while, unable to hold still: "Eldest young master, what did you need me for?"

Neither speaking nor moving, are we playing Red Light, Green Light?

Is the eldest young master so childlike?

Li Wenzhao: "..."

He reached out and gave the young butler's forehead a light flick: "Stop your nonsense."

"Ouch."

Jing Yi touched his flicked forehead; it didn't hurt, but he was startled by Li Wenzhao's sudden action: "Then what did you need me for?"

Li Wenzhao looked down at him: "You've been out playing for so long, aren't you hungry?"

What?

Jing Yi felt his stomach; it was empty, and now that Li Wenzhao mentioned it, he felt even hungrier: "Wanna grab some food?"

Li Wenzhao ignored him: "I've already eaten."

Jing Yi started to move: "Then I'll go ask Fan Ming..."

He hadn't finished teasing him yet; over a meal, he was sure he could pry out the secret between Fan Ming and Zou Ting.

But his shoulder was gently turned, and Jing Yi was redirected towards the desk, "Go eat first."

On the small desk, Li Wenzhao had already prepared piping hot meals. Judging by the takeout boxes, they were from a nearby star-rated restaurant, delivered just in time, still steaming.

Jing Yi immediately forgot about Fan Ming and his secrets, his appetite immediately aroused by the delicious food, "...So you had already prepared this for me."

Li Wenzhao spoke indifferently: "Yes, my boyfriend's been out all day; if I didn't prepare something, I might not even see him."

Jing Yi suddenly turned his head: "..."

Why did he sense a hint of a lonely, resentful wife from ancient times in Li Wenzhao...

Li Wenzhao's face darkened, "Are you going to eat or not?"

The young butler turned his face and clung to the table, grabbing utensils: "I'm eating, I'm eating!"

Li Wenzhao: "..."

Without some good food, he couldn't even keep the young butler around.

Li Wenzhao watched as Jing Yi happily stuffed food into his mouth, casually asking: "So, what were you and Fan Ming chatting about earlier?"

Jing Yi mumbled: "About the mosquitoes he's raising at home."

Li Wenzhao: "?"

Jing Yi opened his mouth, put down his chopsticks, and tugged at his collar: "Eldest young master, I suspect you've stretched my collar out of shape; it's a bit tight around the neck."

Li Wenzhao glanced at his clothes, frowning slightly: "Have you ever considered that you might have put your clothes on inside out?"

Jing Yi was utterly confused.

He immediately looked down; the pure white sweater didn't have any obvious front or back. He wiped his hands, loosened the sleeves, and manually turned the sweater around in front of him, then put it back on properly.

Jing Yi exclaimed in surprise: "It really was inside out; now it's not tight at all."

"..."

The office was filled with the aroma of food, but Li Wenzhao seemed unaffected as he sat at his desk. "How is Mingzhi doing?"

Jing Yi picked up a piece of rib with his chopsticks; the tender meat easily separated from the bone as he chewed with his cheeks puffed: "Eldest young master, it looks like you're about to gain a brother-in-law."

"??"

Li Wenzhao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly realized: "Mingzhi is the cabbage you mentioned?"

Jing Yi: "Yeah."

"..."

Li Wenzhao lowered his eyes, smiling faintly, casually asking: "Who is it?"

"Alpha," Jing Yi said.

"???"

Having been together for so long, Li Wenzhao easily understood the young butler's train of thought. He pondered: "Chu Yuanjiu?"

Jing Yi nodded, "Mhm."

"From your perspective, does he have any warning signs?" Li Wenzhao asked.

"None," Jing Yi pursed his lips, suddenly remembering something: "But he was Qin Ningning's crush during her youth."

The original text mentioned that many men and women who liked Chu Yuanjiu had flaws, big or small, but they were all exposed when they were at the peak of their fame.

From the main perspective, Qin Ningning was gentle and graceful, but judging from Shen Shubai's behavior after returning from the time travel, it's hard to say if she's still that pure and innocent little white flower.

"So, eldest young master, you get what I mean, right?"

"Mhm, I'll send someone to protect Mingzhi."

Jing Yi laughed to himself: "Eldest young master, don't you think if we were born in a time of war, we'd make great spies?"

With stealthy eavesdropping and telepathic communication, who could possibly guard against that? The enemy would never imagine we have such abilities, no matter how hard they tried.

Li Wenzhao thought for a moment, his tone certain: "No."

"Why?"

Li Wenzhao: "You'd be easily tempted by a plate of crispy pork."

"..."

I’ll say it again, he’s not that much of a glutton!

·

·

After eating and drinking to his heart's content, Jing Yi sprawled on the comfortable leather chair, letting his body relax.

The two desks were side by side, with Li Wenzhao’s always cluttered with endless documents and busy with trivial tasks. Looking at his own side, Jing Yi felt a rare sense of self-consciousness.

"Eldest Young Master, is there anything I can help with?"

Li Wenzhao shifted his gaze from the computer screen: "Not going to rest a bit longer?"

Jing Yi shook his head: "No need. In such a work-driven environment, doing nothing makes me feel like I’m just here to freeload."

"..." Li Wenzhao understood. The young butler was asking for work to justify being lazy later.

Li Wenzhao also wanted to work with Jing Yi, but he really didn’t have anything suitable for Jing Yi to do: "Then come over. Do whatever you can handle."

"Okay."

Jing Yi pushed off with his feet, sliding his chair over.

On the desk were a dozen or so documents, all various projects waiting for Li Wenzhao’s approval and signature. Jing Yi couldn’t understand them. The multicolored stock market graphs on the computer screen made Jing Yi dizzy.

He hesitated at the corner of the desk, unsure where to begin. After thinking for a moment, he asked: "Has Shen Shubai been up to anything recently?"

He had ruined the protagonist brother’s big plan last time. It’s been so long, why hasn’t there been any movement?

"Yes," Li Wenzhao said: "He’s currently engaged in a financial battle with Li Corporation."

Jing Yi curiously leaned in: "Do we have enough money?"

Li Wenzhao chuckled lightly: "So far, we haven’t lost a dime, but Shen Shubai’s fortune is nearly drained."

Jing Yi stared in disbelief with wide eyes: "That fast?"

Is the protagonist brother about to fall already?

"Mainly because the specialty you brought back gave me a lot of confidence."

Jing Yi grinned: "Then we can just laze around and wait to die. With this kind of money, why even bother working?"

"..." Li Wenzhao paused for two seconds: "We still need to work. Lazing around and waiting to die would make life lose its meaning."

Jing Yi pouted: "Can’t getting something for nothing make you happy?"

Li Wenzhao glanced at Jing Yi: "If I don’t continue working, do you think I can hold onto this wealth?"

That’s true.

Only power can safeguard wealth.

"So," Li Wenzhao said: "In this world, the only thing you can truly get for free is fat."

Jing Yi gently covered his belly.

"..."

·

During working hours, Fan Ming knocked on the door of the CEO's office, "Mr. Li, Liang Shuangnan and Cheng Miao have come to report."

Jing Yi automatically caught the keywords and raised his head.

The talents they had recruited had arrived.

"Alright, take them to the 17th floor to get them set up, set their salaries at the manager level, and prepare a set of housing for them."

After a moment of surprise, Fan Ming replied, "Yes, Mr. Li."

He quickly jotted down a few notes on paper but didn't leave immediately. Instead, he glanced at Jing Yi a couple more times.

Jing Yi: "?"

Secretary Fan, what are you sneaking a peek at now?

Jing Yi raised his head and met Fan Ming's gaze, only to find him staring at his neck. "Is my sweater too tight?"

Fan Ming was startled: "...Ahem, Mr. Li, I'll go handle it now."

Li Wenzhao nodded.

Jing Yi adjusted his shoulders in front of the computer screen. His sweater fit perfectly, nothing seemed off. Why was Secretary Fan's gaze so strange?

Tsk, I forgot to read his mind.

He really wanted to know what Secretary Fan was thinking.

As the workday was ending, someone from the Shen Group arrived.

Jing Yi initially thought it was Shen Shubai coming to cause trouble again, but to his surprise, it wasn't. According to Secretary Fan, the visitor was Li Wenzhao's uncle.

Jing Yi was totally confused.

"Eldest young master, when did you get an uncle?" This wasn't mentioned in the original text. Is this another butterfly effect?

Li Wenzhao's calm expression showed no emotion: "Biologically, there is indeed someone like that. He split from the Li family early on and later took his mother's surname."

"Who is it?"

Fan Ming had already prepared the information and handed it to Li Wenzhao and Jing Yi: "Mr. Li, Jing Butler, here is the information on that person."

Jing Yi buried his head in the document and widened his eyes: "Pigsty is really your uncle?"

Li Wenzhao: "..."

Fan Ming was shocked: "..."

Li Wenzhao corrected him: "It's Zhu Jun."

Jing Yi pointed at the document: "This is clearly the 'juan' from 'eternal.'"

Li Wenzhao's brow twitched: "It's a polyphonic character, also pronounced 'jun.'"

Jing Yi frowned in disbelief, suspecting that Li Wenzhao was pulling his leg. He turned around and grabbed his phone: "I'll check it myself."

A dozen seconds later, he exclaimed in amazement: "I've learned something new today. Pigsty can turn into Zhu Jun."

"..."

Jing Yi looked up: "Eldest Young Master, can I come with you to meet this... Zhu Jun?"

"..." Never mind, whether he changes it or not, it's the young butler's call.

The reason Jing Yi wanted to follow was that he remembered this person had a significant role in the original text, being one of Shen Shubai's most capable subordinates. Shen Shubai's rise to the top, overcoming all obstacles, was in part thanks to his efforts.

The reason Zhu Jun helped so unreservedly was simply because the female lead, Qin Ningning, was his niece.

When reading the novel, Jing Yi had always pronounced his name as "Pig Pen," and while following the story, he wondered—why would the female lead's family member have such a name?

Imagine meeting someone for business and they introduce themselves as "Pig Pen"—how awkward would that be?

Since the guest had arrived, Li Wenzhao decided to meet him.

Fan Ming had already arranged for the guest to wait in an available meeting room. Li Wenzhao brought Jing Yi along directly.

Due to the earlier misunderstanding about the name and the fact that this person was a key figure in the protagonist's camp, Jing Yi had a very poor impression of Zhu Jun.

Entering the meeting room, Fan Ming introduced, "Mr. Zhu, this is our Mr. Li."

A significant supporting character from the novel appeared before them—a slightly overweight middle-aged man with a round face, deep nasolabial folds, a high hairline, and a shiny scalp that caught the fluorescent light in a glaring reflection.

Jing Yi pursed his lips.

"Is his hairline receding to the top?"

Li Wenzhao paused: "..."

The middle-aged man remained seated, barely lifting his eyes to glance at Li Wenzhao, exuding an air of nonchalance. It was the dismissive glance of an elder towards a junior—utterly disrespectful and impolite.

Jing Yi caught a glimpse of this and his impression of Mr. Zhu nosedived, likening him to a piglet.

"And honestly, it pairs quite fittingly with 'Pig Pen.'"

Li Wenzhao suppressed a rising smile and gracefully sat down, unbuttoning his suit jacket, his demeanor even more refined than Zhu Jun's.

With the young butler's commentary echoing in his mind, no matter the tension, he always found a reason to smile.

The meeting room fell into a brief silence.

Seeing that Li Wenzhao wasn't speaking, Zhu Jun held his posture for a while but couldn't help speaking first: "I came to see you on personal business. Why bring so many unnecessary people?"

Li Wenzhao smiled insincerely: "Compared to Mr. Zhu, they are closer to me."

Mr. Zhu frowned: "Are you giving me attitude?"

Li Wenzhao: "If that's how you see it, I can't help it."

Zhu Jun: "..."

Jing Yi's eyes sparkled: "Eldest Young Master, bravo!"

Zhu Jun, red-faced and thick-necked, struggled to suppress his anger. "Forget it, none of that matters. I came today to ask you one thing. You've been meddling with Shen Group in the stock market lately. For my sake, could you stop?"

Jing Yi frowned.

This guy is shameless.

When Shen Shubai had the upper hand, he didn’t show up to mediate, but instead hid behind the scenes, secretly rejoicing. Now that Li Wenzhao has a chance to win, he immediately comes forward with a shameless face to seek peace. Hmph, only someone with scrambled brains could spout such shameless nonsense.

After listening to the Young Butler’s complaints, Li Wenzhao’s face stayed blank: "No."

After just one minute, Mr. Zhu Jun got his second rejection of the day: "..."

"Do you really have to push this to the point of mutual destruction?"

Li Wenzhao: "I don’t know about the fish, but my net’s unbreakable."

In Zhu Jun’s eyes, Li Wenzhao is just a stubborn young man who is impervious to both soft and hard tactics. He lowered his status: "I am your uncle, won’t you consider the request of an elder?"

Li Wenzhao: "As far as I know, Mr. Zhu Jun is not listed in the Li family registry."

Jing Yi nodded in agreement.

"Exactly, what kind of uncle is this? When force fails, he pulls the emotional card?"

Zhu Jun’s face turned pale: "You can’t erase blood ties! We all have the blood of the Li family in our veins. When an elder lowers himself to make such a request, can you really remain unmoved?"

Li Wenzhao still maintained his infuriatingly calm tone, "If Mr. Zhu Jun is just going to spout nonsense, then I won’t keep you company. Escort him out."

"Li Wenzhao!" Zhu Jun slammed the table and stood up: "What good does it do you to keep this up? The Li Corporation has deep resources, but after half a month of financial confrontation, your company has already lost billions, hasn’t it? How much longer can you hold out?"

Jing Yi blinked.

Only then did Li Wenzhao show a slight smile: "Don’t worry, Mr. Zhu, my funds will outlast Shen Group."

Zhu Jun: "...You’re deceiving yourself."

Li Wenzhao said: "Escort him out."

Just as Fan Ming opened his mouth, Jing Butler, who had been engrossed in the spectacle for a long time, absentmindedly spoke up: "Mr. Zhu Jun, please."

"..."

"..."

"..."

Jing Yi: "?"

He glanced at Li Wenzhao, then at Fan Ming, who hadn’t closed his mouth yet. Oh, so he wasn’t being called.

Zhu Jun looked at Jing Yi in disbelief: "What did you call me?"

Jing Yi remained silent.

Zhu Jun was furious: "Does your Li Corporation have no manners! Is this how you treat your elders? Giving people ridiculous nicknames?"

The door to the reception room was open, and many employees showed surprised expressions, starting to peek inside.

Seeing that Zhu Jun was about to explode again, Jing Yi quickly pressed his hand down: "Lower your voice, is this really something to be proud of?"

Zhu Jun: "..."

Fan Ming: "Pfft."

Jing Yi turned to look at him, Secretary Fan, you’ve blown your cool and collected image, your face is puffed up like a blowfish.

Zhu Jun was so angry that he glared fiercely at the three of them, snapped, "You just wait!" and stormed off with a flick of his sleeve.

It had the feel of a schoolyard fight.

On the way back to the office, Li Wenzhao asked Fan Ming to investigate Shen Group's financial pool in more detail, his expression somewhat grave.

Jing Yi asked curiously, "Since Shen Shubai has come to beg for mercy, doesn't that mean they're about to collapse? Why are you still so tense, eldest young master?"

"I have a good handle on Shen Shubai's funds. Even though I've dug out quite a bit, it's impossible for him to send someone to beg for mercy after just half a month," Li Wenzhao said. "This isn't his style. I'm worried he might make a desperate counterattack, so it's better to investigate carefully."

Jing Yi nodded, half-understanding, "Will our hidden funds be discovered? They should be investigating us too, right?"

"No," Li Wenzhao said. "That money is held in an internationally encrypted bank. We are top-tier members, and the bank won't disclose account details to anyone."

Jing Yi exclaimed, "Wow, eldest young master, you're so meticulous!"

To come up with hiding such a windfall so quickly.

"It's not me," Li Wenzhao said. "It's Wuchang's doing—he's meticulous."

When that money appeared out of nowhere, it was already deposited into a special account under his and Jing Yi's names, saving him a lot of trouble.

After all, such a large sum of money would definitely attract attention if moved.

"Alright, since they handled it so well, I won't complain to Meng Po about them anymore."

Li Wenzhao said, "Aside from mistakenly collecting souls, they handle things well."

Jing Yi giggled.

·

When it was time to leave work, Jing Yi noticed that Uncle Lin, the driver, was heading towards the Li family mansion and couldn't help but ask, "Are we moving back?"

Li Wenzhao said, "We've been away on business for too long. It's time to make an appearance."

During this period, to cover up the business trip lie, he had sent the third son, Li Ting, on a half-month business trip. It was time to go home and show their faces, lest the second and fourth sons think he and the young butler were playing a disappearing act.

But Jing Yi, looking at his calm profile, felt it wasn't that simple: "It's not just that, right?"

Li Wenzhao smiled, "You're getting smarter."

Jing Yi said, "I've always been clever."

Li Wenzhao didn't argue with him over such an obvious answer, "Mingzhi has returned home. I want to see what's got into him."

Jing Yi tilted his head, "Are you going to play the villain and split them up?"

Li Wenzhao said, "We'll see. If the other party is like Ning Jiang."

Jing Yi giggled and added, "Then exile him to Ningguta—the historical exile site."

Li Wenzhao: "..."

·

Upon returning home, Li Mingzhi's nanny car was parked at the villa entrance, looking as if it had just arrived.

Jing Yi stepped into the villa he hadn't seen in days, looked around, and found Li Mingzhi grinning foolishly in the first-floor entertainment room.

"Young master."

Li Mingzhi's expression quickly turned startled: "Jing Yi, you're back."

He patted the soft cushion next to him: "Come sit, I have lots of delicious snacks here."

Jing Yi sat down abruptly: "How did your talk with Chu Yuanjiu go?"

Li Mingzhi's face turned slightly red, and he lowered his eyes to sip his tea: "We didn't discuss much."

Jing Yi said, "But your expression clearly shows you talked a lot."

Li Mingzhi went quiet.

Li Wenzhao came in a bit later, and there was no seat left beside Li Mingzhi. The younger brother couldn't confide in his usually stern eldest brother.

Li Mingzhi glanced hesitantly at his brother, "Jing Yi, come closer, I'll whisper it to you."

Li Wenzhao watched as his young butler and his brother sneaked off to a corner, whispering something.

He couldn't hear what Li Mingzhi was saying, but judging from the occasional surprised, shocked, and excited reactions of the young butler, it must be some juicy gossip.

"Wow... he's so good at this... so domineering... you too... hehehehe."

Li Wenzhao: "..."

It would have been better if he couldn't hear anything at all, but occasionally a sentence or two of the young butler's vivid thoughts would slip into his ears.

He was unusually intrigued.

"Mingzhi," Li Wenzhao called out.

The whispering in the corner stopped.

Li Wenzhao expected his younger brother to obediently come to him, but Li Mingzhi just glanced at him and then turned back: "Jing Yi, let's go to my room."

Jing Yi nodded, picking up the snacks from the floor: "I'll bring these along, we can snack while we talk."

"Mm-hmm."

"Okay."

The two of them walked off, chatting, leaving Li Wenzhao standing alone.

"..."

At the doorway, Jing Yi slightly turned his head: "Eldest young master, don't worry, I'll go and scout out the situation for you."

Out of the corner of his eye, Li Mingzhi's footsteps suddenly paused.

Jing Yi was confused for a moment, then suddenly remembered that he had transformed in front of Li Mingzhi before: "..."

Li Mingzhi pouted: "Jing Yi, you've changed, you're no longer the Jing Butler who was always on my side."

Jing Yi: "..."

Oops, he had gotten so used to eavesdropping at the company that it had become a professional habit.

"Alright, Mingzhi, come here."

Li Mingzhi pursed his lips, "Oh."

For the next hour, under Li Wenzhao's questioning, Li Mingzhi recounted how he met Chu Yuanjiu. Li Wenzhao remained expressionless, while Jing Yi was hooked.

Jing Yi: "And then? And then?"

Man, following real-life drama is even more thrilling than Secretary Fan chasing 2D manga! He finally got a taste of this juicy gossip.

Li Mingzhi lowered his eyes shyly, "And that was it. He asked me to think it over carefully before answering him, no rush."

Jing Yi: "?"

"This sounds familiar."

Li Wenzhao: "..."

"Jing Yi, do you think I should agree?" Li Mingzhi asked.

Li Wenzhao also looked over.

Jing Yi thought for a moment and said seriously, "As long as you like him, your brother will definitely support you."

Li Mingzhi cautiously asked, "Right, brother?"

Li Wenzhao was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Hmm."

"Great, you really are my real brother!"

Li Wenzhao: "..."

Li Mingzhi jumped up happily, slid into his slippers, and ran out, "I'll go tell him now."

Li Wenzhao frowned, "So soon?"

"I've already thought it through, I was just worried you wouldn't agree." Li Mingzhi smiled and disappeared in a flash.

"..."

Heh, the cabbage has really been stolen.

·

Back in his comfy bed, Jing Yi originally planned to rest comfortably for the night, but Li Mingzhi shared another drama with him, and Jing Yi got sucked into binge-watching until dawn.

After finishing the interesting major plot points, it was almost 4 a.m. Jing Yi tossed his phone aside, turned over, and fell into a deep sleep.

The next day, he woke up again with dark circles under his eyes.

In the dining room, Li Wenzhao immediately noticed the obvious dark circles under his eyes, "You stayed up late again."

Jing Yi slumped into his seat at the table, "No, just a little bit..."

Seeing Jing Yi's listless appearance, Li Wenzhao didn't say anything outwardly, but he was already calculating how to cure this habit of staying up late.

After breakfast, as soon as they arrived at the company, Li Wenzhao was called away for an impromptu meeting with the board. Jing Yi yawned in the office for a while, then wandered over to the secretary's room next door.

"Mr. Jing," Secretary Fan glanced at him, her tone knowing, "Didn't sleep well last night, huh?"

"Yeah," Jing Yi nodded drowsily.

Fan Ming smiled knowingly, "So, did you receive Mr. Li's ruby?"

Jing Yi blinked slowly, not understanding what he meant, "What ruby?"

Fan Ming looked down ambiguously, "Nothing."

Jing Yi's mind was hazy, and he quickly forgot what Fan Ming had just said. Seeing him typing away, he leaned over curiously, "What are you doing?"

Fan Ming didn't hide it, "Playing a video game."

Jing Yi questioned, "During work hours?"

Fan Ming paused his actions, "I'll finish this level and then get back to work. This boss is ridiculously hard; I've been stuck on it for two days."

Jing Yi asked, "Is it that hard?"

Fan Ming, absorbed in the game, replied instinctively, "Not necessarily, depends on the person. That jerk Zou Ting aced it on his first try."

Jing Yi narrowed his eyes, "Oh..."

Fan Ming gritted his teeth, "I refuse to believe I'm worse than that Zou guy. Today, I will definitely beat this level. Watch me stand out, Jing Butler."

Ten minutes later, Fan Ming got crushed by the boss.

"..."

Jing Yi remarked, "Stand out?"

Fan Ming: "..."

Jing Yi added, "More like a complete flop."

Fan Ming's expression crumbled: "..."

"Ahem, instead of trying to stand out among chickens, why not leave the flock?" Realizing his words might have been harsh, Jing Yi quickly added, "How about trying out a new game server? There, you can stand out not just among chickens, but even among eggs."

Fan Ming didn't seem comforted, "Jing Butler, I think of you as a friend."

Jing Yi: "So?"

"I really enjoy being friends with you. Do you know what makes you different from others?" Fan Ming's expression turned serious.

Jing Yi smiled faintly, "Do tell."

Fan Ming: "Others are always full of energy, but you seem like you're on the verge of a breakdown every day."

"..."

Insulting, huh.

Jing Yi narrowed his eyes and retorted, "Secretary Fan, the wind is picking up outside."

Fan Ming turned his head. Outside, the winter sun was shining brightly—a rare good weather day. Did the forecast mention wind? "What wind?"

Jing Yi's lips moved slightly, "Pillow talk."

"..." Secretary Fan opened his mouth, then closed it. His shattered composure was hastily stitched back together, "Jing Butler, I can apologize."

Hmph.

After chatting with Fan Ming until he felt sleepy, Jing Yi returned to his office. Fan Ming, worried about the weather, gave him some snacks to keep him going, which Jing Yi accepted without hesitation.

Li Wenzhao hadn’t returned from the meeting yet, so Jing Yi stored the snacks in a drawer and lay down on the desk to take a short nap.

He ended up napping until Li Wenzhao returned.

"Why didn’t you go to the break room to sleep?" Li Wenzhao asked.

Jing Yi sat up groggily, still half-asleep, "I can’t. Right now, my body is like iron, and the bed is like a magnet. Once I lie down, I won’t be able to get up."

"..."

Jing Yi slowly woke up and lazily leaned on the desk, "The meeting took so long. Is something big happening at the company?"

"Li Corporation is doing fine," Li Wenzhao’s voice sounded beside him, "Shen Group has already emerged from the crisis. Shen Shubai has gained the support of China’s richest man."

Jing Yi was puzzled, "Aren’t you the richest man?"

Li Wenzhao smiled, "The known wealthiest person isn’t me."

Oh, so they’re like hidden powerhouses, waiting for the right moment to dominate the newcomers.

Jing Yi offhandedly remarked, "Since Shen Shubai has this trump card, why didn’t he use it earlier and instead came to you for help?"

Li Wenzhao explained, "Before today, he didn’t know the richest man."

Jing Yi: "?"

He looked up in surprise.

Li Wenzhao turned on his computer, "The richest man invested because of Qin Ningning."

Jing Yi leaned in to take a look. It was a charity banquet from last night. Qin Ningning, as the promotional ambassador, wore a simple yet elegant outfit that highlighted her gentle and graceful demeanor. Her every smile and movement captivated the audience, and her opening performance received a standing ovation.

Qin Ningning thus won the favor of the richest man, who is deeply involved in charity work.

The next day, thanks to his wife Qin Ningning, Shen Shubai’s company received a windfall, instantly revitalizing the company that was on the brink of collapse.

Impressive, truly the main characters, like unstoppable forces.

Jing Yi couldn’t help but rest his chin on his hand and marvel, "Truly the female lead, excelling in everything from music to chess."

The novel’s description wasn’t exaggerated at all.

Li Wenzhao sensed the admiration in his tone, "No need to envy, you’re not bad either."

Jing Yi’s eyes lit up as he looked up, "Go on, I have time."

They say love makes one see beauty in everything. He wanted to see how grand and glorious his image was in Li Wenzhao’s eyes.

Come on, show me.

Jing Yi was full of anticipation, but Li Wenzhao chuckled softly and teased, "You’re not picky, you eat everything fried, boiled, or roasted."

Jing Yi: "..."

That’s a black mark, ignore it.

"Just teasing you," Li Wenzhao coaxed him. "You're perfect just the way you are. Compared to someone who's skilled in every martial art, I prefer a young butler who's a bit clueless."

Jing Yi paused, blushing slightly at Li Wenzhao's sudden confession. "I'm not that clueless, am I?"

Li Wenzhao played along. "Not too clueless."

"..." Jing Yi pressed his lips together and slid his chair back to his spot. "You're just making up compliments."

Li Wenzhao found that teasing the young butler every day was the perfect way to break the monotony of work. It could lift his spirits all day.

"It's mainly because I like you," Li Wenzhao said. "I think you're amazing no matter what."

A few seconds later, the young butler's chair, which had slid away, inched closer to him, and his ears gradually turned red.